I really like Austen most of the time (duh), but reading Mansfield Park
was like being repeatedly hit on the head with a blunt instrument used by the author to drive her point home. Yes indeed, the world was a dark, dark place these two hundred years ago - no respect for one's parents, no sense of filial duty or sisterly affection, and, above all, outrageous conduct among the young (amateur theare! affairs! elopement!). What will it amount to?!
The satire is very strong and impossible to defend oneself against (example: killer one-liners delivered at the end of chapters). Characters (with few and questionable exceptions) are stupid and self-centered to the point of cruelty. Where Elizabeth Bennet does mental facepalms thinking of her family's behaviour, Fanny Price would bang her head senseless against the nearest wall, were she not so *grateful* all the time (and she is to gratitude and sense of duty what Pollyanna is to positive thinking).
Two words: not fun, unless as a social document.